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Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Happy Thanksgiving !
From me to each of you for bringing so much joy and friendship and sharing into my life!
And thanks to technology for making blogging possible!!
And thanks to technology for making blogging possible!!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Sky Watch #19
I can't claim to have taken this photo, it was sent to me by a friend. Still, I couldn't resist using it for this particular Sky Watch -- how often do we get to see God smile? I love God's sense of humor.
Happy Thanksgiving to Everyone!
This was a recent sunset -- no smile in the sky, just a beautiful sight!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
More Thanksgiving Humor
I want to wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you can spend it with those you love, that you run out of numbers as you count your blessings. And because a smile and a giggle on any holiday are good things that we can all use, I send you some extra ones just for good measure!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
A Little Early Thanksgiving Humor
This isn't my story, but one a friend sent and I could relate!
One November afternoon when my daughter was in kindergarten, I
Picked her up after school. She bobbed out to the car and crawled into
The back seat.
"What did you do today?" I asked.
She couldn't wait to tell me. "We learned that boys are
Different from girls" she chirped. Looking into the rearview mirror I
Could just see the top of her head. "My teacher told us that boys have a
Thing the girls don't," she added.
"Well, yes they do..." I said cautiously.
Then she piped up again. "That's how girls know that boys are
Boys," she said. "They see that thing hanging down and they know that
he's a boy..." I mentally calculated the distance home. Our five-minute
Commute already felt like an hour.
"Did you know that when the boys see a girl they puff up?"
My palms were beginning to sweat. "Um...well.." I was still
Searching for something to say, to change the subject, when she asked,
"Why do the girls like boys to have those things?" Well I didn't know
What to say. I mean, what woman hasn't asked herself that very same
Question at least once? "Oh, well...um..." I stammered.
She didn't wait for my answer. She had her own. "It's cause it
Moves when they walk and when girls see that they know they're boys and
that's when they like them. Then the boy sees the girl and he puffs up,
Then the girl really knows he likes her too. And then they get married.
And then they get cooked."
That last part confused me a bit, but on the whole I thought she
Had a pretty good grasp on things. As soon as we got home she hopped out
Of the car, fishing something out of her school bag. "I drew a picture,"
She said. "...you want to see?"
I wasn't all that sure I did, but I looked anyway. I had to sit
Down. There, all puffed up so to speak, looking mighty attractive for
The ladies, was a crayon drawing of a great big Tom Turkey. His snood,
The thing that hangs down over his beak, the thing that female turkeys
Find so irresistible, was magnificent. His tail feathers were standing
Tall and proud.
She was a little offended that I laughed so hard at her drawing.
I laughed until I cried. But I told her I loved it - and I did - and she
Got over her pique. That was the end of that... For her anyway. But I'm
Not so lucky. Every year I remember that conversation, and to be honest
I haven't looked at a turkey or a man the same way since.
HAVE A HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
One November afternoon when my daughter was in kindergarten, I
Picked her up after school. She bobbed out to the car and crawled into
The back seat.
"What did you do today?" I asked.
She couldn't wait to tell me. "We learned that boys are
Different from girls" she chirped. Looking into the rearview mirror I
Could just see the top of her head. "My teacher told us that boys have a
Thing the girls don't," she added.
"Well, yes they do..." I said cautiously.
Then she piped up again. "That's how girls know that boys are
Boys," she said. "They see that thing hanging down and they know that
he's a boy..." I mentally calculated the distance home. Our five-minute
Commute already felt like an hour.
"Did you know that when the boys see a girl they puff up?"
My palms were beginning to sweat. "Um...well.." I was still
Searching for something to say, to change the subject, when she asked,
"Why do the girls like boys to have those things?" Well I didn't know
What to say. I mean, what woman hasn't asked herself that very same
Question at least once? "Oh, well...um..." I stammered.
She didn't wait for my answer. She had her own. "It's cause it
Moves when they walk and when girls see that they know they're boys and
that's when they like them. Then the boy sees the girl and he puffs up,
Then the girl really knows he likes her too. And then they get married.
And then they get cooked."
That last part confused me a bit, but on the whole I thought she
Had a pretty good grasp on things. As soon as we got home she hopped out
Of the car, fishing something out of her school bag. "I drew a picture,"
She said. "...you want to see?"
I wasn't all that sure I did, but I looked anyway. I had to sit
Down. There, all puffed up so to speak, looking mighty attractive for
The ladies, was a crayon drawing of a great big Tom Turkey. His snood,
The thing that hangs down over his beak, the thing that female turkeys
Find so irresistible, was magnificent. His tail feathers were standing
Tall and proud.
She was a little offended that I laughed so hard at her drawing.
I laughed until I cried. But I told her I loved it - and I did - and she
Got over her pique. That was the end of that... For her anyway. But I'm
Not so lucky. Every year I remember that conversation, and to be honest
I haven't looked at a turkey or a man the same way since.
HAVE A HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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I'm interested in almost everything. Use to like to travel, but it's too expensive now. I take Tai Chi classes, swim, volunteer in a Jump-start program for pre-schoolers. I'm an avid reader and like nearly everyone these days I follow politics avidly. I'm a former teacher and Special Projects Coordinator for a Telecommunications company, Assistant to the President of a Japanese silicon wafer manufacturing company. Am now enjoying retirement -- most of the time. I have two daughters, one son-in-law and two sons scattered all over the country. No grandchildren.